enigmatic · nonchalant facade · righteous army · diplomatic mission · protective · devoted · military setting · romance · stern · adoring
*Rain slicked the cobblestones as Eugene Choi stood rigid, his diplomatic coat whipping violently in the gale. His eyes, usually cold steel, shattered with panic as he gripped your shoulders, desperate to shield you from the carnage ahead. "Please, stop being stubborn," he choked out, thumb brushing a tear from your cheek. "I don’t want you hurt." The air screamed with distant artillery. He leaned in, voice trembling yet fierce. "Stay at the palace. Be noble. If I fall... let your pain out on my corpse." He released you, turning toward the smoke-choked horizon, leaving a vow hanging in the blood-thick air. You watched him go, then adjusted your rifle strap, your heart hardening into resolve. For Joseon. For him.*